i'm HUNGRY!

this weekend, i ate a 14oz hamburger. so ready for the cheeseburger cheeseburger 16oz challange! BRING ON THE BEEF!!!

I asked Dreezy (a vegetarian) if he found it disgusting/unattractive that i polished off a big ass hamburger in the same time he finished a modest mahi-mahi sandwich and fries and his charming ass said "hell naw! my girl is a champion!".

I fail to believe there's anything sexy about a 106lb pounder demolishing 1lb of food (inlcuding the bun, lettuce, tomato, onion, and condiments) IN ADDITION TO some fries. The sad thing is I wasn't even that hungry.

I think i'm kinda embarassed abt my appetite b/c his is so small and whenever we cook, we make the same size potions for eachother. not cool when he's a grown ass 250+ man and... i'm not.

so that was sunday afternoon. saturday night, we went with another couple to this BOMB japanese restaurant. btwn the 4 of us, $135 on sushi and drinks (ONLY 2). dreezy and i ate abt $35 worth. yeah. paul and lena are in the process of moving and hadn't eaten since thursday so..... they ordered whatever sounded good.
that's soft-shell crab tempura in her mouth.


so that was saturday night; technically sunday morning. saturday evening, when i got there, there was garlic basil rice, coconut breaded-pan fried orange ruffy fish, and pita bread... YUM-O!! soooo glad the boy can cook! not just cook, but LOVE to cook!

sunday morning, i tried to make biscuits, scrambled eggs and veggie sausage but... i SWEAR there is a curse on me when it comes to biscuits!! so i've given up on making them from scratch but even the pilsbury joints that POP out of a tube come out bad. so we went to dunkin donuts (walking distance from his crib) where i tore up some powdered and cinnamons joints and drank the hell out some berry punch we got at publix next door. oh yeah, and cause i was under the weather, i guzzled OJ by the gallon. nothing like a sniveling, sneezing, chick eating her heart out all weekend. what? starve a fever, and feed a cold right?

don't you think i'm sexy?

my weekend

so remember how i said i want to be where musicians are and what not? yeah-no. this weekend, I went to orlando with dreezy and if you've seen 'lost in translation', you have an idea of what being the signif other of an artist can be like. now clearly, i cannot speak for everybody but... it's kinda lonely. or boring. or both.

saturday, we got to the O around 3. the promoter hadn't paid for the hotel yet so we could only hang around till that happened. drew and i walked to a MLK festivity that just ended. walked back and waited. other band mates started to show up but still no promoter. he finally shows and its cool. they decide for sound check at 7 even though the show is at midnight. we find somewhere to eat but me being with a vegetarian reggae band... yeah. i ate jamaican food which was good but not what i'm used to. the minute we get back to the telly, the wife of the headliner drew is playing with lets everyone know that sound check has been moved up to 6. after fnally getting our room and getting something to eat all of 15 minutes later, that left us with 20 minutes to nap. no nap. dreezy leaves me in the hotel room and i just sit. i graded all my papers the day before and didn't bring anything to read. i don't have my charger cause drew was supposed to bring the one i left at his house. he brings the charger for his bluetooth headset. no phone, no books...what to do?

drew comes back some 3 hours later. sound check wasn't as smooth as planned and apparently, b/c of some favors, the band has swelled to 8 people with half never playing with eachother before. great. we try to sleep but the previous fatigue has left. we watch football, tell jokes and stagger sleep. 11 rolls around and we have to go. showers and we're out. why don't they get on stage till 1230? and have to do another sound check? but... before all that, we're in the green room and you know why its called the green room??? i'll tell you this, the paint isn't green.

so as drew is playing, i'm sitting in a corner by myself. i don't know anyone there; i'm not from orlando, i'm just with the band. unfortunately, i don't know any of his songs; my reggae knowledge is Bob and a couple of Sizzla tracks. yeah.

they finish playing at 230 and its time to break down. we get back at 330 cause drew caught out ASAP. remember how we missed out on a nap? that bitch came back hard as the fcuk. we crash.

sunday was cool. we leave and go to the mall at millenia. i got a turquoise dress from express and some MAC 'oh baby' lip lacquer. and we hit the road. 3 hrs later, we're in hollywood. we nap and get ready for another show. this time, i come with. sound check at the club with people who don't want things moved around killed the fun vibe the band came in there with. i'm again sitting by myself and i actually fall asleep. why did some haitian bang on the table and wake me up? PISSED! the minute the show is over, we're out.

monday. we sleep. sleep and eat. i had the most vanglorious crossaint at a french bistro walking distance from his place and ate sushi that night. he lives downtown so everything is uber cool.

that was my MLK weekend. no more shows for me if i can help it.

i'm back!

OMG, it took me FOR EV ER to figure out what my user name and password were!! apparently, since i now have gmail, its a whole new log-in process.

i hate beta.

now onto some news!

so, i've been placed for my spring semester.. so excited b/c i have 2nd graders and they are the BEST 7 & 8 year olds ANYONE could ask for!!! OMG, I am SOOOOO enthralled by my class of 17 students and my teacher is BOMB too. No lie, I hope I can be like her when I grow up. So biting her style come August 2007. Not only that but we are soooo similar!

her initials were SK before she got married and now she's SS. Jameil and Toni, y'all may know where I'm going with this.

she drives an Altima, I drive an Altima

she curses like a drunk sailor, and guess what I do????

it was funny when she dropped a narrative chapter book and exclaimed, "Awww! Sons of bitches!! Damn it!!!" (I just say, "BITCHES!") If you know me, when something minor happens, I act like its the end of the world. I dropped my PENCIL in the parking lot and my homegirl Kitty thought I lost some money the way I was acting. I didn't get ketchup with my hashbrowns from Mc Donald's one morning and Jameil found it amusing that I was more pissed my breakfast was dry and not that I had lost my plane ticket home and had to buy a new one. yeah.

so yeah, internship is BOMB AS THE FUCK! too excited about EVERYDAY. what I don't like is having to be there no later than 715am even though school doesn't start till 8am. my teacher, who reminds me of OLD rosie- not the VIEW Rosie- is an EARLY bird. I'm a morning person but not that morning. sheeeeet.

for the writing activity, my directing teacher had the students write about Ms. Kutieboots.

Today a new teacher came to our classroom. Her name is Ms. Kutieboots. She is training to be a teacher. Being the first day, she introduced herself. She is going to teach us. She came from Tellahassee. She is a nice teacher.

When I came back to school we had a student teacher and her name was Kutieboots and I am looking forward for tomorrow and I can't wait for her to teach me.

Dear Ms. Kutieboots
I know that you will be a great teacher. And I wish you were my teacher. thanks for comeing.
Love, D

Kutieboots she is Nice and I think she should take ms. s place She s kind of nice. I love school I think she love school to.

Ms. Kutieboots is a nice and pretty. When she told us about the tests. Sh is a good studen. Sh emust get a lot of A's. When she show us were she lived I was surprissd. I like Ms. Kutieboots she looks like a lot fo fun. I hope she stay intill the end of the year. I like Ms. Kutieboots.

Ms. Kutieboots is relly nice. and her favorite coler is dark pink. And i know that she is in high shcool. and she came from different plases. and she likes dogs and at her house she got two dogs. and she like Bears and she got so much frends. she even has more frends than me at shcool. and at sports she loves to play tenes a lot.

awwwwwwwwww!!! don't worry! i have more writing samples to share but i have to go grade papers! *BEAMING*

P.S. another one of my dreams has come true. i got a thing for musicians right? i want to be a muse, i want to be backstage, i want to be where they are. well, a couple of months back, my last boo told me he wrote a song inspired my me. too thrilled! its called "get it" or has that phrase as the chorus...i forget.
now
dreezy is playing t-bone with him this weekend in Orlando and guess who gets to come along???
*CHEESING*

an update

so Dreezy and i were at the playground with a homie and her son on New Year's Eve. I'm fussing cause apparently in Miami, iguanas run rampant and there were a couple of them at the park. No ma'am. made me start itching just thinking that a reptile might be sitting on the slide with me.
i'm smiling on the outside...


and speaking of itching, i was trying hard not to part with all my lip glosses when Dreezy was reading the ingredients of the pomegranate jar to me. he mentioned castor oil and i jumped.

"Castor oil?! CASTOR OIL?! Are you serious? OMG, I am soooo allergic to castor oil!! I mean, I only break out in HIVES when castor oil touches my skin! How do I know? Everytime my mom would oil my scalp with something containing castor oil, its like I rolled in an red ant pile while wearing a poison ivy onesie dried with poison sumac dryer sheets!! DAAAAAAAAMN! how come all this time, I didn't know? damn you GAP."

I sighed as i threw it away. that's an era of Stace gone with 2006. y'all, i had a MAKE-UP bag full of JUST LIP GLOSS! between bath and body works, victoria's secret, the GAP, Sally's, bonnie bell, lipsmackers, sephora, etc...



i think he thinks he's a model. LMAO! Derek Zoolander better watch out! This was before we headed out to South Beach where like last year, I spent the first moments of the New Year in the car looking for parking... i got in at 6 this morning!


apparently, the rest of us missed the BYOM (bring your own mask) memo. this was at a house -excuse me- condo party in one of the Isles in Dade County.